After three minutes, Gao Liang slowly came to consciousness, only to hear the cries of "Boss! Boss! What's wrong with you?" from Dali Golden Giant and Lei Gong and Dian Mu. "Where is the Black Mountain Old Demon?" Gao Liang asked in confusion. "He's already gone!" both Dali Golden Giant and Lei Gong and Dian Mu replied in unison. "Something's off! Oh my, I really feel dizzy!" Gao Liang pressed his forehead, then tried to rally his strength. At that moment, Satan stepped forward to report to Gao Liang: "Boss! Boss! The Black Mountain Old Demon has fled!" Gao Liang's face turned pale with anger, shouting at his subordinates, "Why didn't you capture him? Is the Black Mountain Old Demon really stronger than all of you?" "Boss, it's not that! We're just as affected by his stench as you are—only you've been more severely impacted!" Satan, Dali Golden Giant, and Lei Gong and Dian Mu said together. This sudden realization struck Gao Liang, who immediately exclaimed, "It's bad! We've been fooled! We've been outwitted! Hurry!" Go inside the Arc de Triomphe! When everyone arrived inside, they found the two stalwart bodyguards unconscious beside them, in deep comatose states. It took the strong-bodied guardian a full minute to stir, and only then did they slowly regain consciousness. Gao Liang immediately snapped at them, "You guys are complete weaklings—where are the people?" "What people? Boss!" The two bodyguards didn't catch on. When they turned toward the adjacent bedroom, they gasped, "Boss! It's all our fault! The lady executives are gone! We were... oh! We were suffocated by that awful odor!" Gao Liang casually picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table and snapped them in half with a firm press, leaving the two bodyguards utterly stunned. "Black Mountain Old Demon! You've executed a classic 'divert the enemy's attention' strategy! Your real objective is to seize my women! Well then! I, Gao Liang, will make sure you suffer a most miserable end this time!" With that, Gao Liang gave a call to his subordinates, "Follow me!" He must be nearby! Let's split up and search together! Whoever finds him will blow a whistle in the air! We'll rush over right away! "Yes, boss!" The younger brothers all complied and immediately set off. High Light's team members were also highly capable, circling throughout the entire Paris metropolitan area, continuously tracking and searching. "Report, boss! We've spotted a suspicious target—a red Santana sedan repeatedly colliding with other vehicles. The police are unable to stop it; it seems someone inside is shouting loudly!" This was the first intelligence gathered by the two top bodyguards. "Get moving and keep close! Investigate immediately and then report back!" High Light said decisively, speaking into the wireless remote microphone from his office inside the Arc de Triomphe. "Yes, boss!" The two top bodyguards promptly responded. Additionally, Satan, the Great Dharma Guardian, and the Thunder and Lightning Deities were conducting aerial reconnaissance, detecting a dense mass of dark clouds in a certain area—though they had contracted somewhat, they observed an anomaly. "Boss! There are signs of dark clouds descending near the Eiffel Tower!" reported Satan, the Great Dharma Guardian, and the Thunder and Lightning Deities. "Keep advancing and observe closely. Be careful not to be easily detected by the opponents—definitely don't alert them prematurely!" High Light issued the orders. "Yes, Boss!" Satan, the Great Dharma Guardian, and the Thunder and Lightning Deities responded respectfully and carried out the instructions. High Light now felt uneasy, thinking about his several wives—what would have become of them? What was the Black Mountain Old Demon doing to his wives now? No! He couldn't stay here any longer—he had to go out! Just as he was about to leave, a message appeared in his brainwave consciousness: "Husband! Come quickly! Come and save us!" "We're...!" It was Ying'er—sent over by Ying'er. Gao Liang was both surprised and delighted, and immediately replied, "Honey! Hurry up! Where are you?" "...” There was no reply—only silence. Gao Liang grew increasingly anxious. He felt just like a ant on a hot griddle—restless, uneasy, as if sitting on pins and needles. At that moment, Gao Liang’s wireless remote microphone rang out: "Boss! We’ve observed that it’s a rioter! He took over the vehicle, and the driver was struggling violently inside. In the end, we intervened, stopped the riot, safely rescued the hostage, and handed over the rioter to the police for further handling!" It was the voices of the two stalwart bodyguards. "Excellent!" Gao Liang gave his approval. Just as he finished speaking, the wireless remote microphone rang again—this time, it was the voices of the powerful bodyguards, Da Li, Satan, and Thunder and Lightning: "Boss! We’ve been fooled! That black rain cloud was just a façade! When we arrived, there was absolutely nothing there!" The Black Mountain Old Demon is truly cunning! Got it! You all come back! Back to the Triumph Gate! High Guang threw the infinite remote speaker angrily to the ground. He held his head with both hands, leaning on the table, saying, "What am I to do? I am the God of Light, yet at this very moment, I can't protect my own woman. Can I really be helpless against such a mere Black Mountain Old Demon?" High Guang moved his feet with weary effort—each step felt heavy and burdensome. By accident, he stepped on a floorboard and noticed something unusual in the sound. Carefully, he tapped it with his hand, then tapped the adjacent floorboard—no, this one was wrong. Something was off. High Guang became alert. Gently, he shifted the floorboard aside—by gosh, it was a hidden panel. He pushed the panel aside and leaned down, only to find the interior pitch black, nothing visible. Highlighted, high-lighted by pressing his ear close to the lower area, he heard a series of piercing cries. Listening more carefully, he realized it was Dong Jiao’s voice, while at the same time, he picked up a series of demonic laughter. No way! Black Mountain Old Demon, you dare to touch my women? High-lighted was furious and leapt down with a sudden motion. The basement was dark, eerie, and oppressive—no wonder the several beautiful women found it unbearable, especially with the seductive, lustful Black Mountain Elder Demon there. Dong Qiao suffered the most, as the Black Mountain Elder Demon was particularly drawn to her. Heaven's favor often favors beauty—no, rather, it was the Black Mountain Elder Demon who envied Dong Qiao's beauty and had long intended to act upon her.